Three Bells and All’s Well

(Hmm… everything looks quiet in the castle courtyard… Guards asleep at their posts as usual… Squire Blorfington just ducked into the serving girls’ quarters; I can’t believe he thinks he’s keeping that a secret… Some cats camping out in the forest, carving bows and arrows… Probably out hunting, that’s nice…)

“I shall rain pellets down on you from the hamparts of this castle! Then I shall pursue your fleeing arses in my Giant Plastic Ball Of Doom! So there.”
(sticks out hammie tongue and blows a tiny raspberry)